Sunday, August 26, 2007

The High Price of Being a Brat

Things have finally settled down from a couple of weeks ago.

The excitement all started when Mom invited Cub and Angus and their mom over. They were very nice, but then when we all went out to the backyard, they did the most bizarre thing I’ve ever seen…they got in the swimming pool! And all by themselves! I’ve never seen anything so crazy! Everyone knows water is scary!

Finally we went in the house and I got bored hearing Mom praise those two for their swimming prowess, manners, and sweetness. So, I decided to have a go at Cub to try to rile her up, and that’s when I learned that being a brat can be costly. Not only did I fail to get Cub to act up, I bumped my tooth and it fell out.

This led to a visit to the doctor which, in turn, led to needles and pills. And to top it all off, now I have to have my teeth brushed every night (what’s left of them, that is!)

I just might listen to Mom next time when she tells me to be a good dog and play nice like Cub and Angus.


DogBlogger said...

Hi Bandy! I'm afraid I'm about to get my teeth brushed in just a minute... and tomorrow, I have to go to the vet. They're going to make me take a nap, and when I wake up my teeth will be clean. Darndest thing.
p.s. - The Boy actually likes getting his teeth brushed. I don't understand it.

Bandy said...

Best of luck at the vet, Cub!

Hope you get some treats when you wake up!

Tiria the Shadow Princess said...

I don't like the et-vay. Even if they do have treats. I won't go. They can't make me.